Azurael saw the two looking on. She figured they could join in if they wanted. Another day perhaps. She dismissed her group so they could get ready for the evening meal. With a gesture she summoned up a small whirlwind to get all the loose feathers together. She got a few of her pupils to take them to the scribes who would use them as quill pens. Damien went with the feather carriers. 

Azurael walked over to T'vor and Sephiroth. A blissful look was on her face,  she was in her element. "We should have at least a platoon flying not too far from now. Everyone just needs to strengthen their muscles to compensate for the additional pull of gravity. "

Azurael noticed the sunset beginning. "The only time I ever saw a sky that colour was on a journey near no man's land between the borders of the two kingdoms. "